David Whalen Poems

<center>I hear the raucous chatter
Of Mockingbirds
The buzz of bees
And Blue Jays…
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Some say God is everything,
And everywhere,
and is the creator
Of us all
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Hawaiians speak like
Soft rain falling…Asians talk
Like popcorn popping
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Sometimes when I'm so down
That there is no up
Like when you wake in the middle
Of the night…and all you can think of
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Rain upon windows…
Dark bedroom walls

Shimmering pastel mists
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A worldly man must first insist
That things of beauty still exist

That poetry must… in this world
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Pastel blue eggs in robin’s nest
Spring breeze blows softly from the west

Kneading ripples on languid lake
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Words are my toys
I have no others

Words are my playmates
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